Su Fu entered the entertainment circle five years ago, and made her debut after participating in a talent show. One person breastfeeding the whole group, and finally flew solo to film, her acting skills are average, but she has attracted a lot of fans.
Later, it was revealed that her father was the boss of a real estate company, and she herself was actually a rich second generation, so she became even more popular.
At the charity dinner, she auctioned off her own painting, which outshone the rest of the stars present at a high price.
Fans are also cheering and bragging.
[My Fufu is really versatile! What else can you not!]
[The painting is beautiful! It's a pity that I don't have any money, so QAQ can only watch others take away Fu Fu's paintings.]
[Fufu is still a newcomer, she sold it for a high price of 1.78 million, and donated it to Hope Primary School on the spot. It's really good and kind!]
There are still many below that show that passers-by are fans.
But after another hot search hit the top three strongly, #苏芬的攻略# became less conspicuous.
@娱乐吃一吃: At the charity dinner held once a year at Huayue Hotel, #它夫人的画# was auctioned at a high price of 9.9 million... The atmosphere was enthusiastic, and everyone bid one after another, wanting to get this painting … As of now, this painting is the highest priced item in the auction. Mrs. Yan is really 666. President Yan, does he know that you are so powerful
A large number of netizens flooded into the comment area quickly.
[I'm here, I'm here, I'm here to spy on the lives of the rich again!]
[Tonight's Gu Xueyi is also so beautiful! ! !]
[9.9 million a painting... Limit my imagination. Sluggish.jpg]
[Crying, I will only shout 666 at Yantai!]
[It's different in the name of Mrs. Yanchao. How can such a broken painting be sold for such a high price? The world is going downhill. Rich people can do anything!]
[Where did the sour chicken come from upstairs? ? ? People's money is also hindering you. It's great to look at this painting with a professional eye!]
[What the hell is this painting? I learned to draw it! Fuck! Fuck! Such a high price was actually auctioned! I'm going to tell him he's on fire!]
[Why do you feel that the marketing account is a bit yin and yang?]
[It’s not yin and yang, sisters of _(:з」∠)_LS can go and find out what the annual charity dinner of Huayue Hotel is. It's really surprising that emmm Yantai appears here. Many people in the financial industry must be shocked.]
[Excuse me, is Mrs. Yan going to enter the entertainment circle? How many hot searches did you buy?]
[Someone just caught up with the hot search because of the painting in the front foot, and someone immediately followed up and beat him. It is indeed 666. A wealthy wife with this kind of hype ability, isn't she 666? If you have time to hype, why don't you go home and see if your husband has come back alive? Jumping outside every day, it's annoying to watch.]
[+1, Boss Yan is dead, you don’t get such treatment~ Go home and wait for your husband’s news~]
[What kind of monsters and ghosts suddenly mixed in the comment area? ? ? Why, when a woman is married, she should stay at home and not go out? What the hell logic.]
[Thank you, with our Yan Tai's ability, we can still live well in the future.]
[Sf fans are here? Ren Yantai doesn't want to enter the entertainment industry at all. People with money and status live a good life, but it's cool, OK? I am laughing at myself.]
[No, Gu Xueyi still has fans? shocked. A woman who married into a wealthy family by means of dirty tricks, and has fans? What is she capable of? Seeing that Boss Yan can't come back, is it possible to immediately turn around and seduce Boss Jiang?]
…
The style of painting in the comment area suddenly became strange.
Many netizens who were just eating melons casually were also taken into the water, and they started arguing like this.
The more noisy it is, the more it rages on this topic, firmly occupying the top spot in the hot search, and it can't get down no matter what.
Yan Wenjia just stopped recording, and everyone rested in place.
The manager held the mobile phone and quietly handed it to him.
"What?" Yan Wenjia asked lazily.
"Mrs. Yan, on the hot search..."
Yan Wenjia took the phone.
"First." The manager finished the last half of the sentence.
"Brother Yuan, why don't you leave your phone?" A little fresh meat on the opposite side suddenly asked with a smile.
As he spoke, he stretched his neck and said with a friendly tone: "Girlfriend?"
Yan Wenjia raised his eyes indifferently, and his momentum was particularly overwhelming for a moment.
The other party forced a smile and closed his mouth.
Yan Wenjia quickly flipped through the hot searches and the comment section of the hot searches.
The hot search for "Gu Xueyi" was mentioned earlier, and most of the comment areas are harmonious. After all, with the improvement of the quality of the people and the development of people's living and working in peace and contentment in the past two years, everyone has long stopped hating the rich.
Mentioning the rich is admiration, yearning and ridicule.
But today is different...
The comment section is buzzing.
It was even worse than the last time Jiang Meng's fans came in to fish in troubled waters.
Yan Wenjia frowned quickly, and moved her fingers to answer something.
The manager had quick eyesight and quick hands, and held him down.
"What are you doing?" the agent said in a low voice.
"Return to the comment."
The agent was almost bald: "That's someone else's comment area! Why are you commenting back!"
Is it possible that you still plan to quarrel with these people
Then it must be a hot search tomorrow!
Yan Wenjia: "You are right."
The broker breathed a sigh of relief.
That's great, Brother Yuan is becoming more and more reasonable now.
Yan Wenjia made two hits.
The broker withdrew his hand.
Then the next moment, the agent watched Yan Wenjia click forward.
@原文嘉: This painting is worth it, I like it. /@娱乐吃一前: Once a year at Huayue Hotel...
broker:? ?
The manager scratched his head: "What are you doing?"
Yan Wenjia raised his chin, and his posture was as arrogant as a noble: "I quarreled with them in my comment area."
The broker's head was dizzy.
What a logical genius you are!
And at the moment in Huayue Hotel.
Pei Lixin couldn't hold it anymore, she explained a few words to Pei Zhikang, and had to leave the stage in a hurry to rest...
Pei Zhikang didn't realize that something was wrong, but he really felt sorry for this sister, so he hurriedly said, "Okay, go and rest, I'll just stay here."
"En." Pei Lixin replied, wanting to say that you should be careful.
But after thinking for a long time, she couldn't think of what to remind Pei Zhikang to beware of.
never mind.
Pei Lixin let out a sigh of relief: "I'll talk about the rest later."
After turning around, Pei Lixin immediately sent a text message to Pei Zhikang.
[Don't worry about what Gu Xueyi said for a while, don't take pictures of her anymore!]
When Pei Lixin thought of Pei Zhikang's generosity, she wanted to vomit blood.
If you are not in charge of your family, you don't know how expensive firewood is.
They made a lot of money from Baoxin, but the cash flow in their hands is not much...
After receiving Pei Zhikang's reply text message, Pei Lixin left in peace.
Feng Yu was too close to them, so he naturally heard all the conversations between them.
Pei Lixin, that idiot!
Being played by others without knowing it.
Do you think you can cooperate with Gu Xueyi, brainwash Gu Xueyi and let her steal Yanchao's things
Originally, what Feng Yu thought was that with the IQ of the legendary Mrs. Yan, let alone stealing Yanchao's stuff, even if she wanted to create the illusion that Yanchao was completely dead, she would be pressed by Chen Yujin with both hands. down...
Now it seems that Gu Xueyi may be able to do it.
But Pei Lixin couldn't control Gu Xueyi at all.
The whole self-righteous conspiracy was wrong from the very beginning!
The corners of Feng Yu's mouth curled downwards, with a sharp arc.
Gu Xueyi raised her finger and ticked it.
The hostesses guarding both sides of the seat came over immediately: "Mrs. Yan, do you have any orders?"
Gu Xueyi said lightly: "You don't need to ask President Pei to write a check for a while, just ask President Pei to transfer the money directly."
Miss Manners froze for a moment: "Yes."
Then I went to remind Pei Lixin and brought a note with the card number written on it.
Pei Lixin could only make a phone call and asked the company's finance staff to handle it immediately.
If she faced Gu Xueyi alone, she would still find a way to renege on her debt.
But now that countless pairs of eyes are staring at her, it will appear that she can't afford to lose any more.
"Okay." Pei Lixin said.
The hostesses are getting ready to go back.
Pei Lixin's eyes turned cold, but a smile appeared on her face: "By the way, Mrs. Yan didn't donate any money just now, so please donate that painting for me."
She stepped on Gu Xueyi specially.
Just wait until tomorrow to see if the media can grasp this point.
Miss Etiquette was stunned for a moment, then she showed a generous and beautiful smile, and said, "Mr. Pei is generous! I thank you for your generosity for the children in the mountainous area."
After hearing some compliments, Pei Lixin felt a little more comfortable.
On this side, Pei Zhikang turned around and immediately enjoyed the admiring gazes from around him.
Baoxin spent more than nine million yuan!
These people will naturally see Baoxin's strength!
You know, Pei Zhikang's dream since he was a child is to spend a lot of money in full view, attracting countless people to kneel and lick.
The auction entered the second half in a blink of an eye.
Feng Yu suddenly turned around: "Mr. Jiang, isn't he going to shoot something today?"
Jiang Yue smiled casually and said, "Everything I want has been photographed, so what else is there to photograph? I'm discouraged, so I won't photograph."
Feng Yu: "..."
At this time, Gu Xueyi suddenly turned her head and asked, "What collection did Mr. Jiang bring today?"
Jiang Yue looked at the stage: "Isn't this coming soon?"
Soon on the stage, a hostess lady came out holding a box, and the things placed in the box were magnified by the instrument, and immediately entered the sight of everyone.
It was a black and round...button that seemed to have been twisted countless times.
Jiang Yue said, "The buttons that fell off my shirt."
Feng Yu: "..."
Jiang Er is really a fucking hooligan as always.
Jiang Yue smiled and turned to look at Gu Xueyi.
so.
He saw through her tricks at a glance, and happily cooperated.
The host held the box and announced calmly, "The starting price is 100,000."
Those wealthy businessmen who sighed and came again have become numb.
And some others who wanted to win Jiang Yue's attention were hesitating to hold up the sign. They were hesitating not because the item was worthless, but because they were thinking about the right price.
"Two hundred thousand." Gu Xueyi held up the sign.
Jiang Yue looked back at her in surprise.
Soon, Jiang Yue came to his senses: "Mrs. Yan doesn't need to thank me like that." "Just the thing in the box, I have a handful, if you like it, I'll send you a box tomorrow."
Gu Xueyi said lightly: "One size is one size."
Jiang Yue sighed lightly: "Mrs. Yan doesn't want to owe me a favor so much?"
"Favours should be used for big things, not for small things like this." Gu Xueyi said without any concealment.
Jiang Yue sighed: "My wife is smart."
Feng Yu couldn't help but twitched the corners of his mouth.
If it was him, he would do the same.
The more powerful a character is, the less willing he is to owe favors.
But Pei Lixin probably didn't think of it, did she
In Gu Xueyi's mouth, she was nothing more than a "small matter".
Pei Zhikang listened in a daze, but seeing Jiang Yue and Gu Xueyi talking happily, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart.
Gu Xueyi looked at Ao with a temper, but left the banquet, isn't this still flattering Jiang Er
The host on the stage was stunned for a while, and then continued to shout: "One time for 200,000, two times for 200,000..."
"500,000!" A person who wanted to please Jiang Yue couldn't help but open his mouth.
The Yan family has a big business, and Mrs. Yan doesn't need to curry favor with the Jiang family. But he has to rely on the Jiang family for food!
Gu Xueyi didn't blink her eyes: "Six hundred thousand."
Jiang Yue said helplessly: "Why bother Mrs. Yan? You can pay it back in other ways."
Someone shouted at the other end: "Seven hundred thousand!"
Now Gu Xueyi stopped talking.
In the end, the other party won this wonderful collection for 700,000 yuan.
Jiang Yue: ...
Jiang Yue couldn't help but said, "You don't want to shoot anymore?"
Let her shoot.
He was a little bit reluctant to see her suffer.
She won't shoot it.
He was also a little weirdly disappointed, feeling like a rag, who turned around and threw it into the trash can after wiping.
"Well, I won't take pictures anymore." Gu Xueyi nodded.
Jiang Yue was also smart, and he immediately recalled it: "... Mrs. Yan really didn't suffer at all. She used the same trick and returned it to me."
He bid her up.
She turned to raise the price to him.
No one really bought it.
But when Jiang Yue thought about it, he still felt annoyed and amused: "Mrs. Yan's collection was sold for more than 9 million yuan, but mine was sold for 700,000 yuan. Mrs. Yan thinks it's fair?"
"Quite fair. The painting is really valuable, but Mr. Jiang's buttons are not so valuable."
Jiang Yue laughed angrily at himself.
Feng Yu was a little relieved to hear that.
Speaking of which, the Feng family, Jiang family, and Song family are all at odds with the Yan Dynasty, and outsiders often regard the three of them, and even other families that are at odds with the Yan Dynasty, as one.
But how could they really be one
Jiang Er's hooliganism finally failed.
…
The auction is finally coming to an end.
The last item in the collection belonged to Feng Yu, it was an antique, and it was auctioned for a high price of 16 million.
After such a comparison, the price of that painting is really a bit eye-catching.
"After the auction is over, there will be a dinner party, at which charity badges will be distributed." Jiang Yue said, "Mrs. Yan should attend later, right?"
"No." Gu Xueyi squeezed her handbag and slowly got up.
Only then did Feng Yu turn around: "Mrs. Yan knows she's afraid now?"
During the auction, everyone just sat in their seats in an orderly manner, but when the dinner party started later, she, as a banquet family, was really no different from a sheep entering a tiger's mouth.
He also wanted to see how she struggled and how she was at a loss.
Gu Xueyi said lightly: "I thought about it carefully, and what Mr. Feng said just now has some truth. I have stayed in Mr. Feng's territory for a long time, and it is always not good if Yan Chao finds out."
Feng Yu: ...
Don't you know now? What did you do just now? Pei Lixin left after playing
But Gu Xueyi used what he said just now to prevaricate him.
Is he going to say, ah, what I said doesn't make sense
Feng Yu raised the corners of his lips, his smile was cold and gloomy: "Mrs. Yan is really sensible."
"Don't dare, I'm no more sensible than President Feng." Gu Xueyi paused: "President Feng was more sensible that night."
You fucking want to be humble with me
Feng Yu's expression cracked.
Jiang Yue scratched his heart and lungs to death.
What night
what happened
What kind of servant is not a servant? What kind of master and servant game are they playing
Pei Zhikang's eyelids twitched when he heard it beside him.
Gu Xueyi left as soon as she said, without delaying anything.
Others, of course, couldn't stop her.
When Pei Lixin came back, she realized that Gu Xueyi had left, and at that moment another mouthful of blood was choked in her throat.
After the auction ended, the person in charge also came to Feng Yu.
"Mr. Feng, Baoxin's Mr. Pei donated that painting again. What do you think about this? Shall we hold another auction?"
Gu Xueyi's appearance flashed in Feng Yu's mind, and 399's appearance wearing a mask flashed again.
Feng Yu: "Keep it, put it in my office."
Gu Xueyi.
Gu Xueyi...
Feng Yu rolled the name back and forth several times in his heart, and only then did he connect with 399.
The assistant, that is, 93 who used to be in the clubhouse thought he was angry and was about to say something.
Feng Yu suddenly fell on the table and laughed: "Hahaha, it's really interesting! Much more interesting than Baoxin!"
Qi... Is something wrong with Qi
As soon as Gu Xueyi went out, she received a call.
"Yan Wenjia?" She said in surprise.
The frequency of his calling her suddenly increased.
After Yan Wenjia finished typing, she hung up again without saying a word.
Gu Xueyi:
On the other end, Yan Wenjia gripped the phone, then threw it to the manager on the side: "Okay, we can continue recording."
The rest finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Go on, go on!"
Xiao Xianrou on the opposite side couldn't help showing jealous eyes.
Yan Wenjia can do whatever he wants... Is it just because of his good looks
Yan Wenjia sat back in her seat, thinking.
She should understand, right? When she gets a call, she will read the text message. She has gone to sell paintings, so she must have no money.
…
The phone buzzed and vibrated.
This time the big man was about to read the text message as usual, when the young man suddenly took it over.
He lowered his eyes to look at the phone screen, thinking casually.
Let this group of brainless people continue to read, and he will have seven or eight green hats on his head.
"Your last number **** card received 9900000.00 yuan (Baoxin Co., Ltd.) at 11:11 on October 28th..."
The young man froze for a moment.
Baoxin
Baoxin transferred money to his secondary card
Is it because of her
He put the phone back, with a calm expression on his face, but lost in thought.
Soon, his phone vibrated again.
This time his men picked it up again.
But the young man didn't take it again, he said lightly: "Read."
The subordinate quickly cleared his throat and read: "Receipt bank card transfer... 200000.00 yuan..."
The subordinates were also stunned after reading it, and quickly flipped through the top one: "The income is 9.9 million, and the income is 200,000... Damn it! My wife even brought it home to make money! It's so awesome!"
After the subordinate finished speaking, he quickly raised his head to see the boss's face, but he saw that the boss was still calm and unwavering.
"Don't you think it's awesome?"
Yan Chao said lightly: "It's quite awesome... amazing." Yan Chao never swears.
…
the other end.
The young man who had survived a few hours pushed open the door, went out, and took out a box from his pocket with trembling hands.
He took a cigarette out of it and stared at the box.
The box is empty...
Like his wallet, empty...
The young man was staring blankly at the aisle, thinking where he could sell blood, when his cell phone suddenly rang wildly.
He took out his phone and looked at the number on it.
Strange and familiar, like a high school classmate
He picked up the phone, took a breath, and thought about how he would reject it if it was a class reunion or a wedding invitation...
"Damn Dongzi, you're so awesome! You're famous! Your paintings are fucking sold for 9.9 million!"
…
Gu Xueyi returned to Yanjia.
The maid took the bag from her hand.
Immediately afterwards, as soon as Gu Xueyi looked up, she saw Yan Wenhong on the sofa.
He sat there obediently, with a huge picture frame at his feet. He smiled, as if a little shy, and asked, "Do you like painting?"